Boudreaux and Thibodeaux were were going hunting when
they came to a fork in the road and a sign that said "BEAR LEFT."
They turned around and went home.

Boudreaux and Thibodeaux were walking
through the woods the other day, when a flying saucer landed near them. A
door opened, and two little green aliens climbed down out of the
spacecraft.

Thibodeaux turned to Boudreaux, "Mais, look at dat. What you tink dat is?"

Boudreaux, aiming his shotgun at the
little space critters, replied, "Thibodeaux, I don' know, but you hurry
back to de camp, put on de rice pot, and start makin' a roux!

Boudreaux spotted Thibodeaux walking
down the levee the other day, carrying a sack over his shoulder.
Well, of course, curiosity got the best of Boudreaux, and he asked
Thibodeaux, "Hey, Mon Homme, what you got in dat sack ?"

Thibodeaux said, "Mais, I got me some chickens in dat sack."

Boudreaux asked, "If I can guess how many chickens you got in dat sack,
can I have one of dem?"

Thibodeaux replied, "Mais, my fren, if you can guess how many I got, you
can have both of dem!"

After he was dead, a Cajun discovered
himself in Hell. He looked around awhile, then went right to work
shoveling brimstone. The devil came up to him and said, "How you like it
here, my friend? It's hard work and it's hot, yeah?"

The Cajun just smiled and answered, "It not so bad. The work is steady. I
got no problem with steady work. And it ain't so hot. You think this is
hot? Man, I'm from south Lousiana --- It hot there, my fren! This ain't
nothing." He just laughed and went back to work singing and having a high
old time.

Satan, being a former Texan, did not like Cajuns. He said to himself,
"I'll get him. So he don't mind the hot, huh?" Satan waved a hand and the
whole place was suddenly ice and snow, solid. And he said, "That'll fix
dat fool!"

When he went back to check on the Cajun, he found him jumping up and
yelling and laughing and clapping and dancing. So Satan said, "Man, what's
wrong with you?!"

The Cajun smiled big and replied, "The
Saints done won the Super Bowl!

Boudreaux was sitting in the City Bar
in Maurice, Louisiana, one Saturday night, and had several beers under his
belt. After a while, he looked at the guy sitting next to him, and asked
him, "Hey, you wanna hear a good Aggie joke, you?"

The big guy replied, "Let me tell you something. I'm an oil field
roughneck, I weigh 270 pounds, and I don't like Cajuns. My buddy here is a
pro football player, weighs 300 pounds, and he doesn't like Cajuns either.
His friend on his other side is a professional wrestler, weighs 320
pounds, always has a chip on his shoulder, and he likes Cajuns even less
than we do, and we are all Aggies. Do you really want to tell us an Aggie
joke ?"

Boudreaux, all 150 pounds of Cajun attitude, told him, "Mais, I guess not.
After all I don't want have to explain it three times !

Boudreaux won $10 million in the
Louisiana lottery last week. Bright and early the next morning, he got in
his Country Cadillac, and drove all the way to Baton Rouge to collect his
money. When he walked in, he told the lottery man, "Hey, I'm Boudreaux,
the lottery winner, and I'm here to collect my money!"

The lottery man said, "Well, Mr. Boudreaux, it doesn't work like that. You
can't have the whole amount at one time, but we will pay you half a
million a year for the next twenty years."

Boudreaux, upset, told the man, "Mais, no, sha, I won the lottery and I
want all my money right now. I don' want to wait for twenty years to get
it !"

The man tried to calm Boudreaux down, telling him that's how the lottery
works.

Visiting Ireland, Boudreaux walked into
a bar in Dublin, ordered three pints of Guinness and sat in the back of
the room, drinking a sip out of each one in turn. When he finished them,
he came back to the bar and ordered three more.

The bartender said, "You know, Boudreaux, a pint goes flat after I pour
it. Wouldn't you rather I pour fresh pints for you, one at a time?"
Boudreaux replied, "Well, you see sha, I have two brothers. One is now in
Nova Scotia and the other in France, and me, mais, I'm from Louisiana.
When we all left home, we promised we'd drink this way to remember the
days when we drank together." The bartender admitted that this was a nice
custom and left it there.

Boudreaux became a regular in the bar and always drank the same way: He
ordered three pints and drank them in turn. One day he came in and ordered
two pints. All the regulars noticed and fell silent, speculating about
what might have happened to one of the absent brothers.

When Boudreaux went back to the bar for a second round, the bartender
said, "Hey, Boudreaux, I don't want to intrude on your grief, but I wanted
to offer my condolences on your great loss."

Boudreaux looked confused for a moment
and then a light dawned in his eye, and he laughed and said, "Oh, no, no,
no, arrybody's fine. I've just given up beer for Lent!"

Mrs. Boudreaux went to the local
newspaper and said she wanted to put in the obituary column that Boudreaux
had died. They told her it would be $1.00 per word. She said, "Here's
$2.00 - put in dere dat BOUDREAUX DIED. They said, "Mrs. Boudreaux, surely
you want more dan dat." She said, "Mais, no, just Boudreaux died." The
editor said, "Well, you're a little upset. Bring yourself back tomorrow
and you will probably tink of somethin else." She came back the next day,
and said, "Yeh, I taught of somethin else --- BOAT FOR SALE."

I hope you enjoy them.

Boudreaux and Thibodaux decide dey gonna go ice fishin.

Dey stop at a store on da side of da road and axe the cashier where dey can go ice fishin. Da man says "there is a frozen lake across the road and I got bait and ice picks to break the ice to fish. "

An hour later Boudreaux goes to da store to buy some more ice picks. He tells the cashier "I want all the ice picks you got."

The guy says are "you catching that much fish?"

Boudreaux says "Catching fish?"" We never even launch the boat yet"!

One day, a Cajun died and went to hell. The devil was making his rounds and saw the Cajun over in the corner having a party. "Hey, you! said the devil. "You're not supposed to be having a good time in hell. After all, it's burning hot in here."

"Oh," said the Cajun, "It's not that hot in here. It gets this hot in Louisiana in July."

The devil left but was determined to make it uncomfortable for the Cajun, so he turned up the temperature even more.

Later the devil passed back by the Cajun and saw him boiling crawfish and having an even better time. "Hey!" said the devil. "You stop that! You're not supposed to be enjoying yourself in here. This is hell and it's burning hot in here."

"It's no big deal," said the Cajun. "It gets this hot in Louisiana in August."

The devil left very angry at the Cajun and determined to make him uncomfortable. "Okay," said the devil. "If you like the heat, I'm going to make it cold", and then turned down the thermostat until it was freezing cold.

When he went back to check on the Cajun, he saw from afar that the Cajun was jumping up and down in a frenzy, throwing up his hands, laughing and smiling. "This is really too much!! Why is he so happy?" As he got close to the Cajun, he heard him shout "The Saints won the SuperBowl!! The Saints won the SuperBowl!!"

Boudreaux and Thibodaux died and went to Heaven. When they got to the Gate, they met ol' Saint Peter. They said, "Saint Peter, beb, how you been?" Saint Pete said, "Mais ok, sha, but ah got bad news for you Boudreaux. You been so bad on Earth, you got to spend all Eternity with an ugly woman." Boudreaux was pretty sad but he said, "Well, if ah hafto, ah hafto." So the next day him and his ugly woman was walking down the golden street when they saw Thibodaux and he was with Carmen Elecktra! So Boudreaux went talk to Saint Peter. He said, "Saint Peter, sha, come see. Ah think we got a mistake here. How come Thibodaux gets Carmen Elecktra and Ah got stuck with dis ugly woman!" Saint Pete said, :"Aw, Boudreaux, you dont understand, Carmen Elecktra got stuck with Thibodaux!"

From the Batron Rouge Advocate 1997:

You might be a Cajun if...

Watching "Wild Kingdom" inspires you to write a cookbook.

You think the head of the United Nations is Boudreaux-Boudreaux Guillory.

You think a lobster is a crawfish on steroids.

You think boudin, hogshead cheese, and Bud is a bland diet.

You think Ground Hog Day and Boucherie Day are the same holiday.

You take a bite of 5 alarm Texas chili and reach for the Tabasco.

Fred's Lounge in Mamou means more to you than the Grand Ole Opry.

You have an "envie" for something instead of a craving.

You use a No. 3 washtub to cover your lawn mower or outboard in your yard.

You use two or more pirogues to cover your newly planted tomatoes to protect them from a late frost.

You use a gill net to play tennis, badminton or volleyball.

The horsepower of your outboard motor is greater than the motor in your car.

You pass up a trip abroad to go to the Crawfish Festival in Breaux Bridge.